footsucker79
Male
I appreciate serious threads where subjective things are discussed objectively. And as much as this forum inspires me here and keeps my desk equipped with hand towels ;-), it is above all the down-to-earth contributions in which real intentions can be read out and one gets to know the people behind them a bit better.
This thread was initially posted in the german subforum. But as I got all positive reactions I thought it would fit better in the overall introduction section. So I apologize the redundancy and just translate the original text into English.
Hello
, I call myself "footsucker" and live close to Karlsruhe, Germany.
Sex was always a kick for me to push my self-esteem. At some point I lost faith in love and relationships and was looking primarily for contacts with whom I could further expand my boundaries and fantasies. In the beginning, lingerie, frivolous going out, etc. were on the program. Later, latex, golden showers, ******* and things like that were added. One quickly dulls and discovers new, more extreme kinks. Of course, this continued to drive the ladies away from me and provoked their cheating.
I began to sexualize said cheating and sought entry into the swinger or party scene. Since then I am also active in the german community Joyclub. At that time still with a single profile, today with our couple's profile. Although I have since then always met ladies who were active in the scene, I could never inspire those who started a relationship with me to implement my new kink of "cheating". Frustration spread on both sides and it ended - as usual - in breaking up over them having affairs in secret.
I met my current wife ... about 10 years ago. She was new to the party scene at the time. And we were both overwhelmed by the romantic feelings that suddenly arose. Because suddenly any doubts about love in a relationships were wiped away and we felt like we were 15 years young again, we decided to take it down a notch and take everything very slowly.
Those were wild times, still marked above all by the fact that we teased out her submissive streak. She liked getting her butt slapped by me, I educated her a bit here and there, and even showed her off at the local porn theater / adult store.
But my enthusiasm for cuckolding was known to both of us from the beginning and was only made all the more obvious by the approaches to wifesharing.
And we kept expanding our mind games in search of new kinks. Fucking strangers, wifesharing and finally cuckolding became more and more prominent in our minds but we deliberately put on the brakes because we felt that we were opening Pandorra's box and jeopardizing our precious relationship prematurely. We did not want that.
But at some point we were ready. We wanted to tackle her first sex with another man, browsed a couple of dating apps and searched for suitable parties.
Then came our first pregnancy. Then the second. Then Covid. Until the end of 2022 we paused all plans completely and concentrated on "survival" - both as a newly formed family and living in pandemic times. At the end of 2022 we burst our bubble and chose the first best BBC party in a nearby swingers club, which we didn't know until then.
It was a disaster! The club was a horrible and outdated. The DJ took music requests and country (I don't think there's a correct translation for german "Schlager") songs were playing constantly. Among the 5 BBCs present, "Mr. Hammer" was publicly crowned. Only one took part and he was finally crowned Mr. Hammer. He received a bottle of champagne for the victory, which he shared on the dance floor with dance-mad fellow 60-something wifes, who immediately undressed him. Despite their seduction, Mr. Hammer stayed limp and was...quite small.
We left the establishment disillusioned.
A few weeks later, another BBC party took place. Again in a club we did not know. We wanted to give it another chance and this time went there without expectations and hopes. The party was well attended. There were many BBCs. The air was drenched with gasps, moans, sweat and other bodily fluids.
We danced, drank, smoked, visited the buffet with towels tied around us and ate potato and carrot salad and dry baguette. After that we walked again through the aisles of the playgrounds. At some point we were approached by a BBC. Larger than 2m height, stately, muscular and at the same time with a pretty belly. He walked past us, my prettier half and he intuitively stopped, turned to each other and looked at each other from top to bottom. He took her hand without a word, she didn't resist, and he pulled her with him down the aisle to a free mat. A few minutes later she was screaming from the top of her lungs, riding one wave of orgasm after another. I sat next to her, temporarily holding her hand. While several other BBCs gathered around her, who wanted to join in but were not allowed to and therefore watched the goings-on wildly, I was first confronted with a completely new situation and only sweat beads gathered on my forehead. Intimidated, overstimulated, in the inner conflict of wanting to stand my ground and at the same time watching how my wife is fucked for the first time from another man - in me happened a lot and nothing at the same time.
That night we drove home with big grins and in the cozy bed she sat down almost rabidly on my face and let me lick her - without having agreed or fantasized about it beforehand. I tasted rubber and sweat - hers and others. And that was one of those moments when you can turn off your head during sex and feel like you've arrived somewhere. Arrived in a state I'd call home. We didn't talk much, everything happened on its own. She had an inner drive. I just enjoyed it.
Since then, our roles have shifted. We are aware that something has changed and will continue to change in the sexual power dynamic between us. And must. She is getting to know her dominant, resolute streak for the first time and doesn't quite know yet what shape that will take.
I let go of fantasies and kinky desires and experience sexuality for the first time without pressure, without intrinsic intentions, without wanting to prove anything to anyone.
We try to master the tightrope walk of living disrespect in bed and maintaining the wonderful respect we have for each other in everyday life. We would literally oil each other up to slide down the rabbit hole more uninhibitedly, but are both shy at the same time and have a hard time living and acting out sex so openly that we could just go fuck at parties. It remains something very special to us, even now when things start to happen easier.
A lot has happened in the last few weeks. At pretty much every party, my wife lands on the mat at some time. Meanwhile, we have also found the first cage that I fit in. And I wear it proudly at parties and show my caged penis. I am not caged permanently yet, only on parties as she approaches new experiences.
But at the same time, I am in the fortunate position that my wife loves to show off and I have a picture or two of her that I am allowed to post. Being the good husband that I am, I even called her earlier and asked if I could post some pictures here to show off my pride.
The name came about because my cousin once read a book with the same name. The name stuck in my mind and since then I use it as a nickname on sites where I need something abstruse and anonymous.
This thread was initially posted in the german subforum. But as I got all positive reactions I thought it would fit better in the overall introduction section. So I apologize the redundancy and just translate the original text into English.
Hello
, I call myself "footsucker" and live close to Karlsruhe, Germany.My person
I am 44 years old today. I am married and have two children. I've had a few relationships - since I was 15 years old, I was a serial monogamist. Pretty much every relationship ended with the lady cheating. Sometimes it ended right after that. Sometimes I didn't find out about it until a long time later.Sex was always a kick for me to push my self-esteem. At some point I lost faith in love and relationships and was looking primarily for contacts with whom I could further expand my boundaries and fantasies. In the beginning, lingerie, frivolous going out, etc. were on the program. Later, latex, golden showers, ******* and things like that were added. One quickly dulls and discovers new, more extreme kinks. Of course, this continued to drive the ladies away from me and provoked their cheating.
I began to sexualize said cheating and sought entry into the swinger or party scene. Since then I am also active in the german community Joyclub. At that time still with a single profile, today with our couple's profile. Although I have since then always met ladies who were active in the scene, I could never inspire those who started a relationship with me to implement my new kink of "cheating". Frustration spread on both sides and it ended - as usual - in breaking up over them having affairs in secret.
I met my current wife ... about 10 years ago. She was new to the party scene at the time. And we were both overwhelmed by the romantic feelings that suddenly arose. Because suddenly any doubts about love in a relationships were wiped away and we felt like we were 15 years young again, we decided to take it down a notch and take everything very slowly.
Our marriage
We are married since 2017 and have experienced and tried all kinds of nonsense in bed together. She is strongly bi and early on we got to know other ladies at parties, which she tongued there and sometimes seduced at home. I remember well a situation in which I deliberately left the apartment in the evening so that she could welcome a joint party friend. I came home after hours, unlocked the door, heard that they were still at it, poured myself a ******* and sat down in the bedroom on the single armchair that we had in it at the time and watched the two lovely beauties wearing garter belts and soaking my side of the bed.Those were wild times, still marked above all by the fact that we teased out her submissive streak. She liked getting her butt slapped by me, I educated her a bit here and there, and even showed her off at the local porn theater / adult store.
But my enthusiasm for cuckolding was known to both of us from the beginning and was only made all the more obvious by the approaches to wifesharing.
Our experiences so far
Years passed, fantasies were realized and jointly experienced. For example, I can now say with certainty that sounding is not mine at all And we kept expanding our mind games in search of new kinks. Fucking strangers, wifesharing and finally cuckolding became more and more prominent in our minds but we deliberately put on the brakes because we felt that we were opening Pandorra's box and jeopardizing our precious relationship prematurely. We did not want that.But at some point we were ready. We wanted to tackle her first sex with another man, browsed a couple of dating apps and searched for suitable parties.
Then came our first pregnancy. Then the second. Then Covid. Until the end of 2022 we paused all plans completely and concentrated on "survival" - both as a newly formed family and living in pandemic times. At the end of 2022 we burst our bubble and chose the first best BBC party in a nearby swingers club, which we didn't know until then.
It was a disaster! The club was a horrible and outdated. The DJ took music requests and country (I don't think there's a correct translation for german "Schlager") songs were playing constantly. Among the 5 BBCs present, "Mr. Hammer" was publicly crowned. Only one took part and he was finally crowned Mr. Hammer. He received a bottle of champagne for the victory, which he shared on the dance floor with dance-mad fellow 60-something wifes, who immediately undressed him. Despite their seduction, Mr. Hammer stayed limp and was...quite small.
We left the establishment disillusioned.
A few weeks later, another BBC party took place. Again in a club we did not know. We wanted to give it another chance and this time went there without expectations and hopes. The party was well attended. There were many BBCs. The air was drenched with gasps, moans, sweat and other bodily fluids.
We danced, drank, smoked, visited the buffet with towels tied around us and ate potato and carrot salad and dry baguette. After that we walked again through the aisles of the playgrounds. At some point we were approached by a BBC. Larger than 2m height, stately, muscular and at the same time with a pretty belly. He walked past us, my prettier half and he intuitively stopped, turned to each other and looked at each other from top to bottom. He took her hand without a word, she didn't resist, and he pulled her with him down the aisle to a free mat. A few minutes later she was screaming from the top of her lungs, riding one wave of orgasm after another. I sat next to her, temporarily holding her hand. While several other BBCs gathered around her, who wanted to join in but were not allowed to and therefore watched the goings-on wildly, I was first confronted with a completely new situation and only sweat beads gathered on my forehead. Intimidated, overstimulated, in the inner conflict of wanting to stand my ground and at the same time watching how my wife is fucked for the first time from another man - in me happened a lot and nothing at the same time.
That night we drove home with big grins and in the cozy bed she sat down almost rabidly on my face and let me lick her - without having agreed or fantasized about it beforehand. I tasted rubber and sweat - hers and others. And that was one of those moments when you can turn off your head during sex and feel like you've arrived somewhere. Arrived in a state I'd call home. We didn't talk much, everything happened on its own. She had an inner drive. I just enjoyed it.
Since then, our roles have shifted. We are aware that something has changed and will continue to change in the sexual power dynamic between us. And must. She is getting to know her dominant, resolute streak for the first time and doesn't quite know yet what shape that will take.
I let go of fantasies and kinky desires and experience sexuality for the first time without pressure, without intrinsic intentions, without wanting to prove anything to anyone.
We try to master the tightrope walk of living disrespect in bed and maintaining the wonderful respect we have for each other in everyday life. We would literally oil each other up to slide down the rabbit hole more uninhibitedly, but are both shy at the same time and have a hard time living and acting out sex so openly that we could just go fuck at parties. It remains something very special to us, even now when things start to happen easier.
A lot has happened in the last few weeks. At pretty much every party, my wife lands on the mat at some time. Meanwhile, we have also found the first cage that I fit in. And I wear it proudly at parties and show my caged penis. I am not caged permanently yet, only on parties as she approaches new experiences.
Where do we want to go in the medium term?
We both know that this is the right way. And we are both aware that we have opened a door that promises an endless horizon full of lust and activity for her. But she will only explore this horizon with someone with whom she can build up a basis of trust. In the medium term, we both would like to have a BBC with whom she can meet regularly in order to build up at least the necessary trust for sexual explorations, even live out her submissive and masochistic side again. More ideally, however, we would find a "relationship" with him in which they both build an emotional foundation. She should be able to explore and shape her identity as a lustful being and woman in equal measure with it. Where the whole thing will go, we can not yet say. But we are both willing to open up our love.Show us your wife!
Honestly, I don't like this sentence. I guess almost all of us jerk off here to the pictures that someone has posted of his wife. But demanding pictures lacks a certain respect that is very important, especially for us as a couple at the beginning of getting to know other people - couples as well as possibly lovers for her.But at the same time, I am in the fortunate position that my wife loves to show off and I have a picture or two of her that I am allowed to post. Being the good husband that I am, I even called her earlier and asked if I could post some pictures here to show off my pride.
Why "footsucker"? Do you like feet?
No, not at all. For me, beautiful heels belong on womens' legs!The name came about because my cousin once read a book with the same name. The name stuck in my mind and since then I use it as a nickname on sites where I need something abstruse and anonymous.
